37 [M4F] A Fervent Tale of Strangers

He beheld her in her magnificence, she whose name he barely knew, idly sitting with all the feminine grace in the world.  She luxuriated amongst a comforter and a cavalcade of pillows, biting her lower lip in anticipation of what was about to transpire. His eyes took in the entirety of her as he approached the edge of the bed and knelt down, still marveling over her sumptuous curves and the untold delight that their winding road would take him on. 

  Legs fell open at this approach, slow and deliberate, proverbial doors swinging open to reveal the pure fucking majesty within. The man groaned low, but audibly, unconsciously running his tongue across his lower lip at the low light reflecting off of her slick arousal. No need for a terrible amount of preamble, he bent to his task with enthusiasm and excitement. After several full kisses all around her ample labia, his tongue dragged upward with absolutely euphoric intentionality between them, circling her clit several times before planting another full kiss atop it. 

     The object of his untold desire moaned in response, her head lulling back into the pillows immediately, and her hand cupping the back of his head encouragingly, pulling him more completely into her intoxicating perfume. He obliged and shuddered at the forwardness, relishing every moment of drinking her up, his tongue and lips hurriedly exchanging position but with exacting precision and relentless rhythm…

This could be us, no? To think this is just a sampling. A smattering. A hint of what might be. Read and enjoy, and reach out to me if you think we might make something like this and more feasible.

I’m fit and athletic, clean to a fault, caring and compassionate, funny to be around, and if all else fails…ravenous between the sheets. Enjoy everyone.